It had been about a week since you requested that Shoko stop smoking. For some reason, you actually harbored a bit of hope. She didn't even last a whole five days last time you asked, so the feelings that set in when you caught her smoking on the balcony were rather disheartening.

With a prolonged sigh, you reach your arm around Shoko's shoulder and snag the cigarette from her mouth. "Hey!" She tried to reach for the little stick of tobacco but you had already dropped it and put it out with your heel.

"Quit trying to helicopter me..." Shoko protested your action, pouting as she dramatically turned her back to you.